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Body Parts In Heaven & Healing Testimonies

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As much as I am, extremely grateful for Sadhguru explaining any primary focus on the body’s part it plays to limit our Life experience, to suffer so much as it sees we are, always walking untoward Death. It’s a sort of double edge sword to wake me up to make amends for, not always being as honest, as I want to with everyone. Please forgive me for holding back the truth of my ‘spare body parts’ suffering apart from a total lack of devotion(devoid of Mortal self), so it’s my own fault, that others keep giving advice to me, and it’s, all because sometimes I can’t remember, and other times I want to spare others my Parent Humiliation disgrace.

Most Mortals react to explain my Mother had it, very rough to live with such a mean man(blame the man), or tell me I am lucky to have Mother-sex, so early because most of us have to wait for it so long. I learned from these normal reactions, that it’s my fault to complain, and that getting smothered at the same time she used my face as a hump device, it didn’t feel any better when she made my brother watch for his turn, the next time she beat one of us, so she could make it up(make up sex) to one of us. Sorry you didn’t know the whole story before you gals tried to fix me with more of the same unkind of denial reactions, as if you, never listen, and you could, ever gain the privilege of understanding what I never told yas yet.

@5, and 6 years old as little boys I don’t think anyone understands from, our perspective that it sucks the big one to remember my little brother, and I drawing match sticks to see who would take the make up smothering sex, after she beat one of, so bad we got cast-plastered up to keep our spare body parts from falling off. Now tell me what angel something-or-other has to say, without changing the focus of my spare body parts experience, as if I can, ever Golden Age of female Gaia hear ya, alright?

How bout it getting to a Bow Tie symphony “Over the rainbow-pain split off level”, when I spent 7 months on a mechanic’s roll-around with a full body cast in that house of horrors when any second, someone would save their fists by kicking the crap out of me, instead of up close and personal, and what was the extreme after-sex experience like, when all the chaffing bloodied my precious other Spare Body Parts? Helpless rage doesn’t seem to fit in these, ever so polite circles of tea cup sipping female man-hate gossip sessions, ya see?

@6 and 7 years we had become expert marksmen shooting everything that moved out doors, until we decided to shoot the tiny branches out from under the few remaining Squirrels, still alive and kicking? I don’t think Mortals can understand enough to explain away this unkind of acting out, but shooting little bigger animals at the Saturday trips to the dump was nothing compared to all the kudos we got from shooting great big bears until their faces fell off? I lost all desire to ever hold a gun, ever again from shooting each other’s dangling parts, because like the way to early sex bloody Mothers gun, burned out cognitives, left me high, and dry all the rest of my, already denied life everyone else keeps denying along with me.

Taking the blame off my Mother, and ridiculing me for, not being grateful for early sex is the same as Spiritual bypass denial experts intellectually mind-controlling me to, even think less of myself, no matter how much I hold back to protect you Royal-gals some more. Thank Spirit for putting, so many other kids right in front of me, to stop the torture of Mortal censure, and funny thing about sharing stories with others, that have similar experiences, no one ever acts like we know more than than one courageous enough to break through, all the shame, from not having humane Human parents at all.

After a parent, already kills ya, even a raised eyebrow works like a Mafia threat, because after watching them almost murder someone, ya gotta believe it’s always possible, right? Imagine a Voyage of Dark expert trying to avoid this clearer expression of undeniable Evil afternoon tea disgusting, not satanically correct blame the victim crap? Yet keeping so many secrets is my fault too, right, just like feeling lucky to watch my brother take his turn at the make up sex attempts to wring out more blood out of his turnip? I learned to call the American Murder Association, from the midnight nurse rubbing my Mother’s penis on the bloodied red cast, until sex meant Murder, and lucky meant nothing butt medical guns going off in my Deaf-ear again.

These spare body parts are all held together with Holy Spirit nurturing, that replaces any more need at all for limited Mortal body-denial censure, and it works a lot better than hiding out in a dank basement fondling rusty nuts and old metal spare parts just like the little boy no one ever wants to listens to, in favor of protecting little girls from getting triggered by their own Rape-in-common out-validated choking tooth brush replicating-adventures. I don’t know which hurts more, watching girls get this crap validated, while boys get blamed, or watching Mother-worship take over any ability to stop blaming little boy-men from being throw-up able to grow up jiggly-smothered?

I am so kind now that I get beat up, all the time for not being a real man, but watching my brother growing his own breasts just about takes the cake from his motive to have some sort of a way to play, without ever having to get too close to another Mother-replication smothering. Explain anything to, me and watch me withdraw into myself some more, because when I am vulnerable it isn’t permission-granted for others to mind-rape me, all over again, even in the name of some Big Business New Age groupie from bypass denial out of focus victim fix-it motive to judge-help.

After every bone in my spare body parts broken more than twice I, really do feel like those rusty nuts and bolts in the cold filthy basement trying to rub off the rusty dust, just so all those loud fights upstairs could get along without me, once in a great while perched on a metal stool right next to the sump pumping away all the spent urine, instead of any warm blankees up stairs where all the bloody guns keep trading off.

@6 and 7 years we built a two story cabin in the woods insulated slightly with huge cardboard boxes from appliances, but cutting down hundreds of trees with a 12 inch hatchet, and using lard to get all the pitch off my our bloody blisters is nothing compared to dying on a Deaf Planet, that teaches little kids “Murder and War is, just good Mother Earth business” is really hard to swallow, when ya, already can hardly, even breath smothered in-between, almost total Blackmail-beat em up/Sex-censure passing outs.

What music to my ears it is for the Guru saving Grace to put the focus of a real life of Love on Spirit Light, not on all my spare body parts? I love it A-team when a good plan comes together like this, because we, all know a new intellectual goal feminist age can be, no different than the last one if vengeance is the motive, and the spare body parts focus will remain our unwise Mortal-censure same-unkind Mother-worship body-focbofus Ascension limited-suffering death-of-the-Spirit again-demise. Hey this sounds, exactly like experiential Mortal Karma-debriefing all over again, just like any other Collective Divine-gender gang-initiation oxymoronic-anoma-lies?

I like the one where the Guru explains, all co-created Quanta experiences appear from our unconscious, and never from our consciousness, but all the Lightworkers work mostly on denying any unconscious, as if that’s even possible with so many memories, just like a few of mine bubbling up, as amends for not telling you gals everything, until today, when I realize hiding Kid-secrets is what Mortals do best to avoid Humiliating families, so we don’t get culled out of the, ever so delicately perched, elephant-in-the-dying-room Death Paradigm-nickel Deaf_herd sooner where the Chamber of Commerce denies Murder and War is doing good Mother Earth survival/procreation rubbing Rusty-dust stinky-eye basement spare body parts business.

For your own safety it, really helps to pick on a small insignificant intellectual escape-detail to avoid any human experience of compassion, so how bout criticizing my grammar, or talking about whatever comes in your scattered screeching-halt mind, instead of getting my drift again, all the way across the Ocean, as if I disappear, as usual, so no one has to cope with anything, but what you want to allow, in our limited body-focus from separation spare body parts suffering Prison mentality slave-addiction illness? I know; lets do a facebook/youtube mind-control censure with a thumbs down, just like the elite use at the Coliseum in our daft-slave dumbed down 3D ID feminist new again vengeance on little boy-men some midnight nurse AMA spare body parts new-batteries dildo-more.

Please forgive me for expressing more anger when I focus on my limited Body experiences, but ONENESS Spirit Conscience WWGOWGA means, so much much to me now I can’t leave anything out any more, from Loving all the parts of this limited-body anti-Spirit Karmic-dream. Isn’t it lovely, that I accept all of me, and now the biggest part of Spiritual access, that stops denial in it’s Body-scat Spiritual-bypass denial-tracks? So what if my parents were, so awful? It’s not my fault, and it doesn’t mean anyone, else has the right to throw me on the dead pile, just because they don’t know how to accept their same limited Body experience, as their own limited Body experience-fail too?

Holy Spirit, already helped me forgive yas, or I would keep waiting for a safe place to appear before I came right out and went first, before another Mortal would, even dare to try and stop waiting for an impossible body-rescue, like I have for 74 years on Divine Mother-tripping Earth. I know saying the truth, never kills anyone, because, even after telling my Parents, it’s amazing how a perpetrator has so many effective ways to handle everything ass-backward in their self-hate Narcissistic self-serving little Body-pea brains. Hey I just realized if a whole gang of bullies just got identified, that’s a real miracle for the likes of victims like me, to enjoy calling a spade an effing spade regardless if it hurts Spiritual card playing vengeful-cowards, or not.

I’m so used to censuring reactions my whole life, that I keep trying to express as clearly as I can, because I only get one chance, once the distraction disregard any Spiritual focus, just under the smothering-surface drowning here. If we Mortals put it to a vote, we know what happens to the whole planet, almost ready to throw in the towel, and whatever rack held us altogether as, just more limited Spare Body Parts, that will, never replace 100% Human Holy Spirit Nurturing in a Reign of limiting Body-braless double-vengeance billions.

Fool the foolers, Huh Holy Spirit humor? I get it now!!! We can’t kill a Karmic Mortal-bully anyway, but God help us, all if this cracks open, even worse memories holding back with, all their humiliating Human family Might to protect who, may I ask? I plugged this Title into You Tube Search, and after crying through this testimony, I remember a woman’s brain cancer healing with us together, and her coming back to tell me, just before her operation in the same hospital hallway where she didn’t need it any more. Maybe Holy Spirit Nurturing is hundreds of percent more than, just one surrendered-gender limited body Illusion?